Committment

Like a stigma waiting for the pollen
Like nectar waiting for the bee
Like groom longing while in heaven
My love, I wait for thee
Like the crop yearning for gentle rain
Like waves longing for the shore
Like love longing for summer O again
My love, I long for you more
And I have felt the harrows of doubt
And tasted gall in glass of trust
And sipped not from the wine of mouth
My love, for logic is not in lust
But patient like the moon I do remain
By no storm to lose my course
I circle one star, to one planet pertain
My love and all its intercourse.